I sit on top of a hill that happens to be the tallest in my small town. It is only 50 feet or so above the one lane road below, but I can see everything from up here. Quiet homes. An empty gas station with two vacant pumps. A water tower that proudly exclaims the name of my small town. Most kids my age come up here to smoke weed and make out in the backseat.
But not me.
I’m here to get closer to the stars. I watch as they twinkle so brightly. They seem so small, but really it is me that is small. It is the hill and the water tower and this town.
I watch the stars. And wonder if anyone is watching back.
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